Good stuff, Zenkitty. Glad you looked into it.

I am not only going to bed at 8:15 pm on a Friday night; I am super excited about it. Just gotta decide, Xanax or Flexeril.... I'm thinking Flexeril. Then again I took 3/4 of a Flexeril last night, and I have more Xanax left... Xanax.

My life, so thrilling.

Sean, I hope you are feeling better soon.

Bonny, what a tough conversation. I am glad you stood up for yourself, though.

Smonster, you are well-rid of fireworks-guy. But youdid not need me to say that.

le_n, I'm glad you got your account sorted out.

I am trying to talk myself out of replying "hey, that's pretty catchy, what tune is that set to?" to my college roommate who left a lengthy diatribe on the horrors of the ACA with a repeated refrain of "Obama-doesn't-care" as a comment on a political cartoon I shared. It won't help. It won't help. It won't help.

But Romney cares? Mittens is the caring one? The one who will save us from hate and communism and health care and puppies?

Those puppies, man, they'll get you every time, with the romping and the licking and the chewing on things. Clearly, we need saving.

For one reason and another, I ended up listening to act 1 of Ragtime, and now I'm all about the Gilded Age parallels.

Dad's here and we've had a nice time. Nice meal yesterday in Burlington. Nice drive today. Watched Doctor Who and Midsomer Manor. I showed him Smith and Jones and the first Matt Smith. Plus we watched Tomb of the Cybemen.

Dad had only seen an episode or so with Eccleston and didn't like him so I introduced him to Ten and Martha. I decided it was easier to skip over all of Rose's history and the first one with Matt Smith.

He really likes Matt Smith. I think tomorrow we'll watch Blink and maybe some more Matt Smith.

Dad brought his own sleeping bag/linens and a cat (not sure who, possibly Penny) PEED ON HIS SLEEPING BAG!

So now, tomorrow, we have to waste part of the day at the laundry mat.

Plus, way to make a good impression cats. I think it was Penny, she was on the bag and scratching to cover up when he discovered what happened.

Plus we watched Tomb of the Cybemen.

With the Second Doctor? That's a good one. (Though I think the cybermats are too cute to take seriously there. They were much more sinister in Revenge of the Cybermen.)

But Romney cares? Mittens is the caring one? The one who will save us from hate and communism and health care and puppies?

I know, right? I just can't. No amount of facts will convince. And it would not likely help to say, "so it was a perfectly reasonable idea for Romney to come up with so long as it doesn't happen to you? Or was it just one of his youthful follies?" either. "What are you going to do in November, write in Goldwater? Clearly you cannot choose the wine in front of the President, and just as clearly you cannot choose the wine in front of Romney".

Yeah, I'm not going to waste good Princess Bride references on this.

So has anyone heard of Nerds at Heart? They do singles events where you play board games. Uh, I think I might need to do this.

I've not heard of it but it sounds most excellent! Do EEET.